Monday, April 21, 2008
The TPR hearing for K this morning was successful. The biological mom did not show up and had not contacted her attorney or social worker. The judge proceeded in her absence. It went very quickly!
Back in January when everything looked so scary with Z's case, I was of course praying my guts out and had - I don't want to say a vision, that sounds a little grandiose - but a mental movie that I knew was associated with this situation. A train track curved through the countryside toward houses in the distance. The grass was green, and a white fence ran beside the track. On the track sat a rusted-out old 1940s pickup truck. Heavy. Ugly. Scary. Not moving, not movable. A passenger train (think the Blue Streak Express from Lois Lenski's "The Little Train") sped toward it. Impending doom! Then the train ran right through the truck as if it were not even there.
Four months later we are in the clear to adopt both our foster kids! How great to be a speeding train.